Skiing

Today was our first family ski day, sort of. Cael and Colby stayed at Nana and Papa's, which was wonderful I think. It was nice to get away, and it was nice that now Colby is saying Nana and Papa and Cael loved playing with Brody. So to the ski resort. Caden and I had a lesson set up, and Chet was patroling today. Carter and Carson took right to it like they were old pros. The guy on the bunny hill lift told me that Carson was the winner of the most frequent rider. They weren't allowed to leave the bunny hill, and so Carter and Carson were creating their own fun. They were racing, jumping, taunting their retarded mother taking snowboard lessons, and just all out having fun. Caden struggled a little, but Chet says that as soon as the fear left, he was up and running. He was skiing down the hill and riding back up alone by the end of the day. I struggled to say the least. While I was taking the lesson, my confidence was high and I was doing well, for a beginner. I could navigate down the hill for the most part, and thought it to be easier than skiing. Then the lesson ended, I ate lunch and everything fell apart. My boys would yell hi to me as they whizzed by me faceplanted in the snow. At one point, Carter asked if I wanted to race them down. I told him I couldn't even make it down the hill up, let alone race him. He just laughed and took off. After I couldn't move anymore, I went to the car. I was the first to turn in. Carson came next, followed by Carter and Caden together. Caden couldn't make it to the car, and as tears were about to fall I jumped out of the car and carried his gear in. Carter then had to go pee (surprise, surprise!) and while he was walking back, he had to stop and rest 5 times. I was laughing so hard, but had no energy to go help. Carter told me in the car that he was going to be a ski patroler when he was old enough. He said that he loved to help people that couldn't ski. He said he picked up poles and helped little kids stand up all day as well as encourage them and tell them they were doing great. He wants me to find out how old you have to be to be a ski patroler. I love how they want to be just like their dad! I don't remember being so tired. The boys are EXHAUSTED! But it was a great time! I love my family of adventurous boys!!!